Hitchhikers And Highways|✔️

SEVENTEEN

HER EYES opened early that day, earlier than everyone- even the sun. As quietly as she physically could, Grace scooted her small bed over to the window, pulled back the curtains and admired the dawn from her cheap motel pillow.

"It's always a unique shade of blue. The dawn."

Grace gasped as she turned to face Walter, who by now had already started making his way toward her.

"I didn't mean to wake you up. Sorry." Walter was sure that no matter how many times he had woken her up in the car, or had a quiet conversation as she was drifting into sleep, she had never spoken that soft. Not to his ears.

Grace wrapped her duvet closer around her as Walter sat down beside her, she could feel her heart begin to beat faster as her mind imagined the worst things he could say.

You lied to me!
You're a bitch!
What the hell!
I'm not driving you anymore!
What is wrong with you?
I'm leavin-

"I don't care. About the whole name thing... just in case you were wondering."

The impending doom on Grace's chest lifted immediately, and she happily released the breath she didn't know she was holding.